Synchronized Chaos October 2024: Fears and Aspirations

Painting of a mountain vista with tree-lined ridges shrouded in mist. Some bare trees in the foreground, others with leaves in the background.
Image c/o J.L. Field

Christopher Bernard will be reading at the Poets for Palestine SF Marathon Reading at San Francisco’s Bird and Beckett Bookstore. For a donation of any amount to the Middle East Children’s Alliance, a nonpartisan and nonpolitical organization helping all children in the region, poets can come and read at any time at the store on October 14th, Indigenous People’s Day. Please feel welcome to sign up here or email poetsforpalestinesf@gmail.com to be scheduled.

This month’s issue addresses our fears and aspirations: whether life will become what we dread, or what we hope.

Wazed Abdullah revels in the joy of the Bangladesh monsoon as Don Bormon celebrates flowers and wispy clouds in autumn. Maurizio Brancaleoni contributes bilingual haiku spotlighting days at the beach, insects, cats, and the rain. Brian Barbeito shares the experience of walking his dogs as summer turns to fall.

Soren Sorensen probes and stylizes sunsets in his photography series. Lan Qyqualla rhapsodizes about love, dreams, flowers, colors, poetry, and harp music. Ilhomova Mohichehra poetically welcomes autumn to her land.

John L. Waters reviews Brian Barbeito’s collection of poetry and photography Still Some Summer Wind Coming Through, pointing out how it showcases nature and the “subtle otherworldly” within seemingly ordinary scenes. Oz Hartwick finds a bit of the otherworldly within his ordinary vignettes as he shifts his perspective.

Spectral figure in a white ragged cloth standing in a forest clearing amid barred trees, illuminated by light.
Image c/o Circe Denyer

Kelly Moyer crafts stylized photographic closeups of ordinary scenes, rendering the familiar extraordinary. Ma Yongbo paints scenes where ordinary life becomes unreal, suffused with images associated with horror.

Sayani Mukherjee speaks of a bird’s sudden descent into a field of flowers and comments on our wildness beneath the surface. Jake Cosmos Aller illustrates physical attraction literally driving a person wild.

Mesfakus Salahin asserts that were the whole natural world to become silent, his love would continue. Mahbub Alam views life as a continual journey towards his beloved. Tuliyeva Sarvinoz writes tenderly of a mother and her young son and of the snow as a beloved preparing for her lover. Sevinch Tirkasheva speaks of young love and a connection that goes deeper than looks. llhomova Mohichehra offers up tender words for each of her family members. She also expresses a kind tribute to a classmate and friend.

Meanwhile, rather than describing tender loving affection, Mykyta Ryzhykh gets in your face with his pieces on war and physical and sexual abuse. His work speaks to the times when life seems to be an obscenity. Z.I. Mahmud looks at William Butler Yeats’ horror-esque poem The Second Coming through the lens of Yeats’ contemporary and tumultuous European political situation.

Alexander Kabishev’s next tale of life during the blockade of St. Petersburg horrifies with its domestic brutality. Almustapha Umar weeps with grief over the situations of others in his country.

Dark-skinned person with hands outstretched and cupped to show off an image of the world in natural colors for desert, forest, ocean.
Image c/o Omar Sahel

In a switch back to thoughts of hope, Lidia Popa speaks to the power of poetry and language to connect people across social divides. Hari Lamba asserts his vision for a more just and equal America with better care for climate and ecology. Perizyat Azerbayeva highlights drip irrigation as a method to tackle the global problem of a shortage of clean drinkable water. Eldorbek Xotamov explores roles for technology and artificial intelligence in education.

Elmaya Jabbarova expresses her hopes for compassion and peace in our world. Eva Petropoulou affirms that action, not mere pretty words, are needed to heal our world.

Ahmad Al-Khatat’s story illustrates the healing power of intimate love after the trauma of surviving war and displacement. Graciela Noemi Villaverde reflects on the healing calm of silence after war.

Meanwhile, Christopher Bernard showcases the inhumanity of modern warfare in a story that reads at first glance like a sci-fi dystopia. Daniel De Culla also calls out the absurdity of war and the grossness of humor in the face of brutality.

Pat Doyne probes the roots of anti-Haitian immigrant rumors in Springfield, Ohio and critiques fear-mongering. Jorabayeva Ezoza Otkir looks to nature for metaphors on the corrosive nature of hate.

Black and white photo of a line of soldiers carrying packs and rifles marching past a body of water.
Image c/o Jack Bro Jack Renald

On a personal level, Nosirova Gavhar dramatizes various human responses to loss and trauma. Kendall Snipper dramatizes an eating disorder ravaging a woman’s life and body.

Donna Dallas’ characters are lonely, bruised by life, and drawn to what’s not good for them: drugs, bad relationships, lovers who don’t share their dreams. J.J. Campbell evokes his miserable life situation with dark humor.

Meanwhile, Maja Milojkovic savors each moment as she creates her own happiness through a positive attitude. In the same vein, Lilian Dipasupil Kunimasa celebrates the power of a free and self-confident mind and the joy of spending time with small children.

Tuliyeva Sarvinoz urges us to move forward toward our goals with faith and dedication. Numonjonova Shahnozakhon echoes that sentiment, encouraging perseverance and resilience. S. Afrose resolves to move forward in life with optimism and self-respect.

Michael Robinson reflects on the peace he finds in his continuing Christian walk. Federico Wardal reviews anthropologist Claudia Costa’s research into spiritual fasting practices among the Yawanawa tribe in Brazil.

Small mud house with a roof of stacked reeds and a wooden door. From Neolithic times near Stonehenge.
Image c/o Vera Kratochvil

Duane Vorhees explores questions of legacy, inheritance, and immortality, both seriously and with humor. Isabel Gomes de Diego highlights Spanish nature and culture with her photographic closeups of flowers, religious icons, and a drawing made as a gift for a child’s parents. Federico Wardal highlights the archaeological findings of Egyptologist Dr. Zahi Hawass and his upcoming return to San Francisco’s De Young Museum. Zarina Bo’riyeva describes the history and cultural value of Samarkand.

Sarvinoz Mansurova sends outlines from a conference she attended on Turkic-adjacent cultures, exploring her region as well as her own Uzbek culture.

Barchinoy Jumaboyeva describes her affection for her native Uzbekistan, viewing the country as a spiritual parent. Deepika Singh explores the mother-daughter relationship in India and universally through her dialogue poem.

David Sapp’s short story captures the feel of decades-ago Audrey Hepburn film Roman Holiday as it describes a dream meeting between lovers in Rome. Mickey Corrigan renders the escapades and tragedies of historical women writers into poetry.

Duane Vorhees draws a parallel between Whitman’s detractors and those who would criticize Jacques Fleury’s poetry collection You Are Enough: The Journey To Accepting Your Authentic Self for having a non-traditional style.

Faded sepia note paper with script writing, veined autumn red and orange leaves from birches or aspens made from paper in the right and left corners.
Image c/o Linnaea Mallette

This set of poems from Jacques Fleury expresses a sophisticated childlike whimsy. A few other pieces carry a sense of wry humor. Daniel De Culla relates a tale of inadvertently obtaining something useful through an email scam. Taylor Dibbert reflects on our escapes and “guilty pleasures.”

Noah Berlatsky reflects on both his progress as a poet and editors’ changing tastes. Sometimes it takes growing and maturing over time as a person to create more thoughtful craft.

Alan Catlin strips artworks down to their bare essential elements in his list poetry, drawing attention to main themes. Mark Young focuses on kernels of experience, on the core of what matters in the moment. J.D. Nelson captures sights, experiences, and thoughts into evocative monostich poems worthy of another reading.

Kylian Cubilla Gomez’ pictures get close up to everyday miracles: a beetle, car components, action figures, a boy in a dinosaur costume.

We hope that this issue, while being open about the worries we face, is also a source of everyday miracles and thought-provoking ideas. Enjoy!

Poetry from Barchinoy Jumaboyeva

All I have in this world
The only one is my masterpiece,
My pride in life,
This is my heavenly mother.
Always my support 
My support at every step
My love, my love 
My country is my father 
A light on my way 
My mood at night,
He thinks of us every moment,
This is my father and mother.

Poetry from Jake Cosmos Aller (one of several)

White man with a black leather vest and spikes and sunglasses and a beard and a mohawk haircut yelling at night in front of a full moon.

Just AN Unhinged Lunatic Howling AT THE Moon

On a moonlit late-night
I sat in the Cosmos Bar

In Soi Cowboy

Drinking drams of demented, fermented dream dew

With one scotch, and one bourbon. and one beer

To chase it all down.

Twenty drinks too sober.


Just an unhinged lunatic
Dreaming of howling

at the super full moon.

Watching the world walk by
Looking at all the fine-looking babes
Walking by the street
Thinking wild, erotic thoughts
Of endless wild libertine passions.

When into the bar
Walked the most beautiful women
In the Universe.
So wild, so free
So wonderfully alive.

I did not know what to do
As this carnal, deprave

lustful vision of delight

Sauntered through the bar
In a skin-tight leather pants

Looked so fine
That my eyeballs hurt

And finally

 I had to say something
So I gathered up

My manly courage


And walked up to her
And she looked at me

And instantly

Bewitched my soul
Mesmerizing me

With a devilish grin.


I lost all reason
And became a raving lunatic
Unhinged lunatic
Howling at the moon.

Foaming at the mouth
A wild, free werewolf
Howling at the lunatic light
Of the full Moon

Poetry from Graciela Noemi Villaverde

Light skinned Latina woman with reddish blonde shoulder length hair, curly at the ends. She's got brown eyes and red lipstick and a small necklace, black jacket and floral black blouse.

Peace

Silence falls like a soft blanket,

on the thirsty, exhausted earth,

a river of calm, that flows without pause,

erasing the echo of the savage war.

The clouds, white doves in flight,

draw a serene canvas in the sky,

where the sun, a master of fire,

paints a new world with light.

The wind whispers a sweet melody,

to the leaves that dance in harmony,

a chorus of life, that sings without noise,

in a garden where peace

blooms and multiplies.

And in the heart, an oasis of calm,

where hope sprouts, like a flower in spring,

a promise of the future, without drama,

a song of peace, that resonates forever.

GRACIELA NOEMI VILLAVERDE is a writer and poet from Concepción del Uruguay (Entre Rios) Argentina, based in Buenos Aires She graduated in letters and is the author of seven books of poetry, awarded several times worldwide. She works as the World Manager of Educational and Social Projects of the Hispanic World Union of Writers and is the UHE World Honorary President of the same institution Activa de la Sade, Argentine Society of Writers. She is the Commissioner of Honor in the executive cabinet IN THE EDUCATIONAL AND SOCIAL RELATIONS DIVISION, of the UNACCC SOUTH AMERICA ARGENTINA CHAPTER.

Essay from Sevinch Tirkasheva

Love is a feeling in your eyes…

 (called)

 Love is a feeling in your eyes

 I’m crazy because I’m being seduced

 When there is joy in his eyes

 I bowed my head and said no words

 I didn’t love you because of your beauty

 You have a beautiful heart as always

 Maybe that’s why I’m in love with you

 If you can’t open it, I have a heart attack

 Chehrang laughs and your eyes shine

 The secret of your absent-mindedness is revealed

 You didn’t say anything, hold my hands

 Good luck to you, boy

 If there is fate, we will be together

 Life created us the same

 We have the same views and the world is together

 That’s why God focused on each other

      I was born on October 1, 2005 in the Barlos neighborhood of Ishtikhan District, Samarkand Region, daughter of Sevinch Tirkasheva Bunyod. I studied at the 22nd general secondary school. And now I am an applicant, actively participated in various competitions and was awarded certificates and honorary labels by the school. My poems have been published in foreign magazines.  And I am a participant in many anthologies.  Currently, I am creating under the pseudonym “Sevinch_Shaydo”.

Poetry from S. Afrose

Today is different 

The day starts with a new hope

Once mind caged in the deepest loop,

Heart failed to beat anymore,

Life lost the rhythms of lovely slope.

Today is different 

Oh! Dear!

Listen,

Today is different…

The tune comes from so far

Mind wakes up and fights to achieve the dreamy kite,

Hearts hears and bears its love

Now it is the time to stand up.

Today is your turn 

Can’t you see?

Oh dear!

Pls try to recover your sense.

Gradually stand up on the ground

Upper the blackish cloud

Pond of happiness is not here

Waves of dream…calling, dear!!!

Today is different 

You can make your choice

You can make your day

Just believe yourself, my dearest friend!

FEAR,JUST, SHOOTING!

BLOOD ON THE ROAD,NO MORE.

FIGHT FOR YOUR RIGHT 

BE THE BRAVE, YOU HAVE SPIRITUAL PPWER.

Wow!

Really?

I can’t believe. 

Can I make this possible?

I don’t want to see any blood.

I don’t want to cry anymore. 

I don’t want to kill any heart.

I want to see only mankind’s shower.

This is our lives 

This is our earth 

We have to live happily with all

We have to love ourselves, my dear!

S. Afrose of Bangladesh